走进那片竹林,轻轻地,连细碎的脚步声都觉得是打搅了它的静谧。我爱它的宁静。每天早上,太阳升起,阳光洒在万物上时,我踏进竹林。翠竹伸展着枝叶,在晨曦中向我问好。我深吸一口纯净的空气,仿佛五脏六腑都得到了净化,躁动的心也慢慢平静下来。我爱它的幽远。不论外界如何喧闹,不论世事怎样变迁,它永远默默地站在这儿,翠竹上斑斑点点的痕迹是岁月的见证。悠长的小径直通竹林深 Into the piece of bamboo, gently, even the broken footsteps feel it is disturbing its quiet. I love its tranquility. Every morning, when the sun rises and the sun shines on everything, I step into the bamboo grove. Bamboo stretch branches and leaves, say hello to me in the dawn. I take a deep breath of pure air, as if the internal organs have been purified, restless heart slowly calmed down. I love its faraway. No matter how noisy the outside world, no matter how changes in the world, it will always stand silently here, marks on the bamboo is a testimony of the years. Long trail through deep bamboo forest